Knee kept me awake all...night...
Knee kept me awake all...night...
I'm almost 50, and my knee kept me awake all night long. I have a son going in for a colonoscopy, so I tell my wife I may not be able to stay awake...I got yelled at for it.
God damn I wish I could find a job my broken body could do and get the fuck out of this house. Just leave.
End rant.
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What's your skillset
That's a tough call. Before I attempted to leave in 2017 and was forced to push myself to working full time at electrical (as I couldn't find a less physically demanding job), I could say a lot...But it's been a long long time. There's a few things I know I still enjoy.
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The act of solving. Rather odd, but I realized about 10 years ago that I actually really enjoy finding a solution. Unfortunately, though, I know it has slowed down some (as I've had trouble going through some of the code on code academy [C only], and that was about a year ago). This has come in handy with woodworking, programming, electrical, supervising, etc, etc.
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Lexicography, always wanted to write/create a dictionary for Cherokee similar to Robert M. Laughlin's "The Great Tzotzil Dictionary of San Lorenzo Zinacantan".
There is a chance...I don't know how great of a chance, as the stress of living here has kept me from doing anything overly complicated, but scripting (Bash, calc, gp/pari), to which would naturally include many console based programs. The last complex thing I did around 2017 is I modified the suckless program "tabbed" to utilize a script to create or add tabbed windows from a configuration file. (Used that for windows specified for writing code, debugging, man pages, reading/reviewing code/text/pdf/ps, calculator, and a file manager.
So there is a chance that I've done that enough that I could relearn it all, but I just don't know. I'm so god damned sore sitting, walking, etc. Also, this GERD like thing I got most likely from medicine for my pains makes living even more difficult...and then on top of all that, the stress of how I'm going to be treated. I just don't know what I can learn, how well I can learn, or what my body is capable of. Hell, I don't even know fully what I truly know...I'm already stressing out right now, and she's not even home.
And I can't think any more at the moment. Sorry! Heh!
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